JERSEYBOY
The young woman before him seemed... frustrated. Vexed. Like she was wanting to say something else but the words just would't come out. He could see it in her face, and though he couldn't help but manage the most devilish of grins, he didn't push it.
He still smiled as the dough retracted from her delicate fingers. Although, his eyebrows began to crease ever so slightly as she continued to thoroughly study his own features. Why was she... staring at him for so long? He knew that he was quite the stud, but the key was not to stare for that long. That was how you got caught being creepy.
Thankfully, she had broken the silence, and it turned out that she recognized him from somewhere. "We have?" Questioned Tommy with a slight cock of his head to the side. Odd; he usually recognized the girls that he talked to one way or another. After a few moments, he paused. "Wait a minute..." It all came back to him the longer he studied Clove, and he snapped his four-covered fingers. "Tinkerbell. From the party." Or whatever she was supposed to be. It had looked like Tinkerbell.
He still smiled as the dough retracted from her delicate fingers. Although, his eyebrows began to crease ever so slightly as she continued to thoroughly study his own features. Why was she... staring at him for so long? He knew that he was quite the stud, but the key was not to stare for that long. That was how you got caught being creepy.
Thankfully, she had broken the silence, and it turned out that she recognized him from somewhere. "We have?" Questioned Tommy with a slight cock of his head to the side. Odd; he usually recognized the girls that he talked to one way or another. After a few moments, he paused. "Wait a minute..." It all came back to him the longer he studied Clove, and he snapped his four-covered fingers. "Tinkerbell. From the party." Or whatever she was supposed to be. It had looked like Tinkerbell.
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